How an air-conditioning mechanic in Sydney Australia became an award winning broadcaster in Britain. – Part 11.

23Nov13

During the first part of 1993, we were living in a rat and cockroach infested one bedroom flat in Lane Cove, Sydney. I didn’t have a job or a car, we’d never been so broke. We’d also never been so happy.

I was studying broadcasting at The Australian Film Television and Radio School (AFTRS). We were surviving on Julie’s wages from a one-hour photo shop in the city. Our budget was tight and without a car, grocery shopping was a challenge. There was a discount supermarket at the end of the street called Franklins. We walked there once a week and pushed the trolley home like a couple of bums.

Occasionally we’d treat ourselves. Across the road from us was a cheap and cheerful BYO Indian restaurant. papered on the wall was a large picture of a sunrise over a beach. The wall was wider than the picture so they’d started the wallpaper again. They’d lined it up so it looked like a continuation of the first image. This created an unusual effect, you had a panoramic picture of a beach and two identical suns rising.

The reason we were so happy was because we had hope. If things went well at AFTRS, our lives would change completely. Hope made me spring out of bed in the morning, hope made me catch the bus every day to North Ryde and hope pushed that shopping trolley down the street.

Every day was a great day, filled with so much hope, it felt like the sun came up twice.

Craic on!

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